art master

Chapter 159 Nutrition Package
The temperature in April is already quite warm, Mu Bai wore a pair of big pants, casually put on a T-shirt, put on a pair of slippers and came to the living room.

Gu Boying, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, saw Mu Bai dressed so casually and with messy hair. She yawned when she went out. It looked so cute.It made her want to touch Mu Bai's head and give him some love.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome guy?" It's a pity that Mu Bai's words ruined the atmosphere.

Gu Boying curled her lips: "Auntie left the fried dough sticks and soy milk, you go to warm up the soy milk, we will go out for a walk after dinner."

Seeing the deep-fried dough sticks on the dining table and the soy milk hanging on the back of the chair, Mu Bai babbled, always feeling that his mouth was tasteless.

He went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to look: "Stop eating fried dough sticks, I'll make you a nutritional package."

"Nutrition package?" Gu Boying heard of it for the first time.

Mu Bai preheated the electric baking pan first, and then poured some oil into it: "The food in Changxinhou's Mansion is not good, you can't even eat the nutritional package."

"It's not a dark dish that you invented yourself, right?" Despite saying that, Gu Boying was still very interested, turned off the TV and visited the kitchen door.

Mu Bai picked two lettuce leaves, washed the lettuce leaves in his hands, and said nonsense: "We have a second-level chef certificate issued by the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology. When the king of Jin came to visit, we showed him our skills. The old king They all boasted: It’s so good!”

Gu Boying laughed and said: "Nonsense! This is the first time I heard that the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology also issues chef certificates. It's so good! Only people from Zhengyang Prefecture like to add 'Te' when speaking. Is the King of Jin from Zhengyang Prefecture?"

She saw Mu Bai cracking eggs into the electric baking pan and frying ham sausage skillfully, as if it was the first time he entered the kitchen.

Mu Bai took out four more small noodle cakes from the refrigerator and heated them in the electric baking pan: "Bring in the soy milk for me, I'll warm it up and let's drink it, otherwise it won't taste good at night."

The food in the electric baking pan sizzled lightly, and the smell of fried eggs and fried ham permeated the kitchen, making Gu Boying's mouth salivate.

After heating up the soy milk, Mu Bai cut the bread into two halves from the middle with a flat knife, spread some bean paste on the bread, and then put a fried egg, two slices of ham, and a piece of lettuce. it is done.

Mu Bai first gave Gu Boying one to taste, Gu Boying took a bite, the aroma of fried egg and ham raged in his mouth, and it was very clear with bean paste and lettuce, there was no fried egg and ham at all. The fatness of fried ham.

Gu Boying stretched out her thumb towards Mu Bai, and took another big bite.

Mu Bai smiled, and when it comes to food, the food culture of the big foodie empire is awesome, and any street snack will make the granddaughter of Lord Hou applaud.

He quickly prepared the other three nutritional packages, served the soy milk, and the two of them sat at the dining table to eat.

It's a pity that the soy milk is not very smooth, otherwise this breakfast would be more perfect.

After Gu Boying finished eating, he leaned lazily on the back of the chair: "I didn't expect that, you cook quite well."

"Hey, you haven't had a hard time." Mu Bai burped: "I used to be so poor that I could only eat steamed buns, fried steamed buns, fried steamed buns, and boiled steamed buns. "

This is the truth, but Mu Bai had lived this kind of life before he crossed over.

In the world after time travel, as long as there is a bit of literary talent, there will be money and food.Because the food is too rich, even if you are poor, you will not go hungry.

This is also the reason why the literary and artistic undertakings in this world are in full swing. You can eat enough and dress warmly without working hard, and you don’t have any pressure in life. Naturally, you put all your energy on the literary and artistic undertakings.

The Blue Star before time travel was not like this. When Mu Bai's studio first opened, he couldn't get any work, and the paintings he painted couldn't be sold. At one time, even eating became a problem.

Recalling that experience, Mu Bai sighed: "To the point where I don't care how much money I spend in the future. The feeling of hunger is scary just once."

"You guys were lazy then!" Gu Boying heard for the first time that some people would not be able to eat: "I saw in the train navigation that there is a wild corn field in the suburbs, although the wild corn is not as big as the planted corn, But it is said that one wild corn is enough food for an adult's meal, and you can pick a few baskets of corn and it will be enough!"

Mu Bai's thoughts returned to reality, and he gave Gu Boying a blank look: "At that time, I just injured my leg and needed huge medical expenses, and my mother had to work overtime every day in order to earn more money.

"Are you letting me, who can't even control my wheelchair, pick the corn? Or let the two-year-old Mulan pick it?"

Gu Boying was a little embarrassed by Mu Bai's words, she forgot that Mu Bai's family had a difficult and difficult life.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little distressed, as if she saw Mu Bai, who was seriously injured on the bed, coaxing her two-year-old sister, and eagerly waiting for her mother's return.

What Mu Bai said just now is naturally a lie.It was a bit difficult when I first got into a car accident, but it was not to the point where I was hungry.

He drank the last sip of soy milk: "You're full, you should go wash the dishes."

Gu Boying thought he heard it wrong: "I, shall I do the dishes?"

"Otherwise? I cook the rice, so you can't let me wash the dishes!"

"I, I'm a guest!" The key is that Gu Boying has never washed dishes since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to do it.

"Yesterday I invited you to stay in a hotel, you don't want to go!" Mu Bai said with a smile, "Now it's time for you to pay the rent and breakfast! You just pay for washing the dishes!"

"Then I'll pay you!"

"Sorry, this store doesn't accept cash payments. I either wash the dishes or wash the socks I wore yesterday."

"Okay, you can do it!" Gu Boying rudely stacked two bowls and a plate, and stormed into the kitchen.

Mu Bai stretched comfortably, always feeling like he was pulling back.

But before he had time to be happy for too long, he heard a "clang" from the kitchen and Gu Boying's exclamation: "Ah!"

Mu Bai hurried to the kitchen: "What's wrong?"

Gu Boying was a little at a loss, tears welled up in her two beautiful eyes: "It fell, it broke."

Mu Bai saw some pieces of porcelain on the ground: "It's not hurt, is it?"

"No, my hands slipped." Gu Boying cried a little.

"It's as good as it's not hurt." Mu Bai hurriedly took a broom to clean up the debris: "Hey, you have to pay for washing the dishes, you go to the toilet and wash your hands, don't worry about it here."

"Oh." Gu Boying left the kitchen feeling a little disappointed.

After Mu Bai cleaned up the debris, he went to see the pool, okay?There are only three bowls and plates, so it is estimated that Mrs. Gu has to put half a bottle of dishwashing liquid on it.

The pool is full of foam, and there is no trace of the dishes, no wonder the hands are slippery.

(End of this chapter)